“Alert! Help! Shuttle going down! Shuttle going down!” I call into the receiver. My shuttle’s going out of control! I tighten my seatbelt to the chair even more and grip onto the controls harder. One second I see that I’m rocketing into an unknown planet. The next moment I heard a thud. My eyes are open, but I don’t feel any sight. Everything’s white and I feel paralyzed. This can’t be how I’m going to die..
In what feels like an instant, I wake up. My head is whirling and I can’t remember anything. I am about 100 meters from a crashed shuttle. I must have crashed, but I don’t feel any pain. I don't see any blood and I don’t even feel a bruise. There’s not a scratch on my body. How did I make it out alive and all the way over here? I can’t
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remember, I can’t think. It doesn’t matter, I'm on a mysterious planet and I don’t know what is safe or if there is any food or water. I won't be able to survive. On top of that, this planet just looks strange. It's surface is made up of red rocks and brown sand. There are also little patches of purple grass, and I spot a few sand dunes and hills here and there, but no water. The air is tinted red, the clouds are tinted red, everything.. tinted red. As I'm observing my surroundings, I suddenly trip over my own feet. My head and the ground collide with each other as I tumble down a hill. Ouch! No, wait! I remember who I am. The hit must have triggered memories! My name? Zyana. My age? 13. Home Planet? Mars. Family? Mom, Dad, Michael, and Onika. I miss my family. I miss my home. In school they taught us that Mars is perfect and that it will be our home forever, because there are no more surviving planets out there. This seems to change everything. Does this count as a surviving planet? What else is out there? What if they were lying about...everything? I’m just going over my head. I must be dehydrated. I need food, water, a way to know the air is safe, and then I will find my way home. After hours go by, I’m still walking, looking for resources. I'm sweating and barely breathing. Has it really come to this? Am I going to die out here? As I take, what I believe to be, my final breath, I also take my space helmet off. I gasp for air and then... I exhale. I'm breathing! Suddenly, my joy is more enlightened as I see a stream of water about a mile ahead of me. I run as fast as I can, as fast as a cheetah, as fast as the speed of light it feels like, and in a matter of minutes I arrive! I use my space helmet as a bowl to pour the fresh water over my head. I'm not even thinking about the deadly toxins and bacteria that could be contaminating the water, all I can think about is how refreshing it is. As I'm drinking my water idiotically, my pleasure is interrupted by a gruesome scene that has caught my eye. I turn around and I see a swarm of irregular beings injecting a liquid into a person? The person collapses on the floor, and it’s only then when I know what they did to him. They killed him. “No!” I yell. Shoot. They turn their heads around so fast and begin charging at me, I don’t even have time to process that I should be running. Finally, my head starts working and I get up as run as fast as I can in the opposite direction, but something is shot at my left foot, and it begins to ache. I run for about another two minutes before I realize the aliens aren’t chasing me anymore. Oh no. I don’t feel so well. I start to feel dizzy and sweltering. My whole left side is in pain, yet numb. My left eye can only see blurs. This must be the shot the aliens gave me. They knew I would tire out. I drift away on the floor and I can see the bright glare of the Sun. As I’m hypnotized by the Sun, the numbness spreads throughout my whole body and my eyes become weary. My heart starts beating as I hear footsteps and growls. I start to panic, but not for long. Soon after, I’m conscious again. My vision is clear enough to see my surroundings, it doesn’t take long for me to realize I’m tied up, on the floor, and in a spaceship. Thoughts fill my head. What in the world is going on? Did the aliens get me? The aliens got me, didn’t they? Am I going to die? I’m going to die, aren’t I? Will they eat me? Do aliens even eat meat? What do they want from me? This can’t be happening to me! Why me? I want to go home, to Mars, where I’m safe and everything is perfect! I want my mommy and daddy! I don’t want to be here! “She’s awake!” I hear from the front of the ship. They speak english? It must be my imagination. “Just make her pass out again!” I hear another voice say. “Fine, but it’s our last dose.” The first voice says. Oh no. Out of nowhere my leg starts to hurt again, and the same process repeats. I’m in pain and practically paralyzed. “Please.. Stop.” I beg feeble and faint. Then my vision blurs. When I wake up again I’m on a medical bed. My head is becoming use to the unconsciousness factor of the past few days. Wait.. Has it been days? I’m hooked up to wires and gadgets. I see my blood pumping through one tube and my pulse and heart rate on a monitor. I also see a seven foot tall.. Man? No, it can’t be a man. It’s skin is scaly, like a lizard, and the back of his head bulges out higher than the front. He has the body structure of a man, but the traits of a lizard. I don’t what to call it, so I call it, it. It opens it’s mouth and begins to speak and to my surprise, I can understand the words flowing out, perfectly. “What are you?” It asks. “I’m human..” I respond faintly. “Possibly.” It mutters. “I remember you!” It exclaims. “I don’t understand. I’m human!” I shout in the attempt. “You’re the alien!” I cough. “Say what you want, child. You are the key. Your DNA is the key. I looked at the tests! You are the key!” It yells in delight. “What are you saying? You know what? I don’t even care. I just want to go home. Are you done with your tests yet?” I remark. “Do you know where you are?” It asks “No.” I answer, shaking. “You are on Earth.” It tells me. We can’t be. "You are not human!" I said in disgust, “How would you know?" “It may not look like it, but I'm just like you. Your species have been dying out for centuries. You were part of an experiment, the experiment for our survival. The people you see on a everyday basis are not humans. They may look like it, but they aren't. We call them IONS. The human race split into two a long time ago. Half stayed on earth, the others left. Those who stayed on Earth evolved into me. Those who left evolved into retrospectives with no humanity. You're family was born here on the wild of Earth and brought you to this area as a baby. We did DNA experiments on you and we sent you to Mars to live among the IONS, to test the survival. That's how come you feel so different. Because you are different." The alien explained. “No! You don’t know anything about me!” I cry. “Don’t get these lies in my head!” “It’s the truth, whether you like it or not! Your environment is becoming unstable and we need you to save it. The thing that was keeping you alive will help your planet. It’s fantastic that we found you! We didn’t even think you were still alive!” The alien exclaims. “Wait, if I was so precious then why were the other aliens-humans shooting at me? How did you know where to find me and how did you know I was the right girl? You finding me..doesn’t make sense. Were you watching me? Why would you be watching me come to your planet? You didn’t even know if I was still alive! Did you-did you crash my shuttle? Is that why when it crashed I didn’t die? Why would you bring me here?” I question in confusion. There’s a hesitant look on his face and then nothing. I can’t believe this. This alien is not who he says he is. Is the truth about my past real? Should I trust this...this “thing”? “Stop lying, I want the truth!” I demand. “Zyana, you need to underst-” He began. “No! No more lies! I want the truth and I want it now!” I practically cry. “I know it's hard to understand, but the life you're living isn't necessarily yours. Think of it like this. You were sent on a mission to make your "home" safe. The planet you grew up in is in danger. Everything about how you live is unsafe.” The alien explains. “No, no, no, no, no! Don’t say that to me! You’re driving me insane! Get me off these wires!” I yell. “It's not safe. The IONS use trillions of bolts of electricity for the transportation when they can use much more green ways of traveling. It's harmful to the environment. The IONS are hurting your planet, just like how they hurt the Earth." The alien explains angrily, “Argue all you want, but when your planet dies, don't come crying to me about it! I'm trying to find a way to help!" “This can’t be right.” I say, “The IONS are ruining everything.” “I know. That’s why you are the key to survival.” The alien answers. “Why, though? Why me?” I ask. “"You have survived so long, meaning there is still a chance. If our species were to live like the IONs we would be extinct, but since you have already reached the 10 year limit there still must be hope." The alien explains. “What’s going to happen? Why would we be extinct. Why is my planet dangerous. ” I question. "Because.. if your planet dies out.. it explodes. An explosion the mass of your planet can take out the entire galaxy. The explosion would be so loud and ring so hard it would make our temples explode. It would smell like tons of bug spray was released and the air would feel so dry we would feel paralyzed. Imagine seeing a millions of balloons pop, and that's what the planets and stars of this galaxy would replicate." The alien explains worriedly. "I can't believe this!” I cry. "There is something inside of you that has kept you alive. Whatever it is that is keeping you alive will keep the water alive for the electricity. Electricity acts out on different metals so whatever it is inside you is what makes you have seizures around different metals, but I can’t find what it is." The alien explains. “I understand, but if you’re telling me the truth...I’m a DNA experiment, I have the solution in me to save my planet.
You want me to save the planet filled with IONS? The IONS you hate. The IONS that left damage on this planet. Planet Earth.” I begin to wonder.
"Be quiet child! I have it! How could I have been so clueless! I have the key to taking out your whole planet!" The alien laughs.
"What?! What's going on?!" I plead.
“It was all just a plan. A set up to get you here!” The alien says.
"I'm so confused! What do you mean plan?" I ask frantically.
"The IONs destroyed our Earth, our home. Now we are going to destroy theirs. We are going to replace the water with the chemical that has kept you alive and take out the whole planet. This chemical will cause anyone who drinks the water to explode. No one will know it's the water that is contaminated because the water will still have all of it's natural elements. " The alien says as he gets a gun type machine.
"How could you do this!” I scream.
“Do what? Let the IONS suffer like my kind did?” The alien argues.
“This isn’t right and you know it! Not everyone has to suffer.” I yell
“Then why did my people have to! The IONS left damage on Earth and left us to clean it up. We are all still getting sick. We are all still dying. It’s time for your people to feel my pain.” The alien
laughs. “No! You can’t do this! Wait..What are you going to do to me?! "I promise you will go somewhere where you will be safe. You weren’t apart of the damage so I won’t kill you. I just can't have you knowing everything...Bye Zyana Giselles.” There's a shot that goes off, then a ringing. I'm not dead, but I can't see, hear, or move anything.
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